#mama cassie au

[caitlynmeow]

With her granddaughters, Alcina is a completely different person. She doesn't apply any of the rules she enforced on her daughters. There are virtually no consequences to any actions. The granddaughters can bring a disaster and she'd be unbothered.

Bela, Cassandra, and Daniela watch her in disbelief, their own childhood flashing before their eyes.

"This is not the mother who raised us,"

Because yes, grandmama Alcina is nothing like Mama Alcina and her three daughters are the prime witnesses to this transformation in her character.

[elisaphoenix13]

Midnight Tour

No matter how tired Quill was because of work, he always woke up whenever Scott rolled out of bed in the middle of the night. Maybe a part of him was still concerned that the other man had a nightmare about his time in captivity, but those had become rarer and rarer, and he was normally just getting up to go to the bathroom. Tonight was like any other night. Scott rolled out of bed, Quill woke briefly as the bed shifted, and then he rolled over and went back to sleep when he realized the disturbance was only his husband.

Even Flynn and Emir were unperturbed by their nightly bathroom breaks so they continued to sleep.

But then Quill was woken again, and before he could figure out what had disturbed him, he noticed that Scott's side of the bed was still empty. Not that weird. Emir might have attempted to find a new comfortable spot at the foot of the bed. A quick glance over his shoulder revealed that Cassie stood next to his side of the bed.

"Wha's wrong?" Quill slurs tiredly. "Can't sleep?"

"I think Dad is sleep walking," Cassie says quietly. "He walked into my room and said something about…collars? Then he left."

Quill swears softly and throws his blankets off to follow Cassie out of the bedroom. Her assumption had been correct. Scott was found wandering down in the living room, relocating pillows into odd places like the fake house plant that Emir had some kind of one sided rivalry with, and then he started muttering to himself. Standing in the middle of the room.

Quill was barely able to make out "birds are spies" and while he wanted to laugh, he simply rubbed his face before patting Cassie's shoulder.

"I'll take care of him Sunshine. You get back to bed."

Cassie frowns. "Do you think it was one of his nightmares? I've heard stress makes people sleepwalk sometimes."

"I dunno. Maybe it's the project he's working on right now." Quill muses. "He's been practically pulling out his hair over it."

"Maybe both."

Quill chose not to answer her because that was a depressing thought. While Scott's nightmares were few and far between now, they did seem to rear their ugly head whenever he was overly stressed. Sleepwalking was new though. Scott talked in his sleep on occasion but moving around…

He shook the thought away and descended the stairs as Scott started to take the batteries out of one of the remotes. Quill had no idea what he was going to do with them, but he didn't want to end up dealing with batteries up the nose. Anything was possible at this point.

But Scott simply inspected them, then apparently deemed them unworthy and threw them over his shoulder where they clattered on the carpet with a dull thud. The remote was placed back on the coffee table and Scott turned his attention to the couch. Specifically one of the cushions. When he began to pull it off and unzip the cover, Quill walked over and gently shook Scott's shoulder. The man paused and stared at the cushion in his hands and then glanced up at Quill in confusion.

"...what happened?" Scott mumbles.

"You just decided to take a midnight tour," Quill answers. "Did you have that dream again?"

Scott scrunches his eyebrows in thought. "I…think so?" He admits. "It's already starting to slip away."

"Okay. Cassie said you walked into her room saying something about collars. You okay?"

"Yeah," Scott returns the couch cushion to its proper place and allows Quill to lead him back up to their room. Cassie had gone to bed. "It didn't stick."

The nightmare didn't follow Scott into the waking world, which was good news. The nightmare hadn't affected him like that for over a year now and so the younger man wasn't waking up in terror. The nightmare was already becoming a distant memory.

"Hey buddy, isn't it your job to look after Scott?" Quill says to Emir who barely cracks an eye open to look at him. If he squinted in the darkness of the room, Quill could make out Flynn's ears peeking over the tiger's side. No doubt snuggling against the beast's belly since the god had gotten up from bed.

"I'm fine," Scott reassures Quill as they crawl back into bed. "Confused about the couch cushion, but fine."

Quill snorts in amusement. "I don't know what you were doing with it either, but we might need to put some new batteries in the tv remote."

Scott groans and throws the duvet over his head, "I don't want to know."

"It was kind of funny. Might see if Friday or Victor have a recording." Quill teases before laying on his side and pulling Scott flush against him. The younger mumbles something in annoyance that Quill didn't quite catch, but he laughed all the same. "Go to sleep, Pidge. And no dreams about tea parties with Satan."

"Shut up."

The next day, Scott finally finished his newest project and sent the plans to Luis to handle, and Quill congratulated him with a kiss…and then held out his hand. Two batteries laid in his palm and Scott gave him a look of mild irritation. Watching Scott find the new adjustments he made to their floor was hilarious and of course Quill had to make an occasional teasing statement. Such as the pillow in the house plant.

You just wanted it to be comfortable, babe. Since Emir has something against it.

They found the dining room table facing a corner.

Mom was probably astral projecting and you gave him a timeout?

"So what's your clever input for the batteries?" Scott asks flatly as he takes them.

"Common sense actually. We've been smashing the buttons of the remote for a week now and you were probably just subconsciously changing the batteries." Quill shrugs. "Or at least taking them out. You got bored halfway through."

"Awesome."

Cassie laughs from the direction of the kitchen. "Dad! You put your pants in the freezer!"

Quill cackles. "He was just preparing for when I–"

"No! Shut up!" She screeches. "Ewwwww the image is ingrained in my mind!"

"You love me!" Quill calls out.

"Not right now I don't!"

"Quill, stop traumatizing her." Scott huffs. "You keep this up and she'll never make you food again."

"...good point. I don't think I could live without her macaroni salad." Quill admits. "Or her chili…or her baked cheesecake! I swear she pulls that from heaven or something!"

Scott snorts and grabs a napkin from the nearby holder and hands it to Quill. "You got a little drool there big guy."

[holyadoptionpapersbatman]

Wendolyn "Wendy" Jane

Here's a fic idea that I'll never be able to flesh out because I'm super burned out, but here's my take on a TimKon Clonebaby AU!!

***

So, when Tim was kicked out of the window, he didn't bother to call Kon because he thought the whole encounter he had with him was a hallucination. But, he's calm. And an extra thought he had as he fell was that his and Kon's clone-baby is secured with Martha Kent.

"I can't wait to meet you, Wendy," he says as he falls.

No one catches Tim.

Dick was too late.

Another family member he wasn't fast enough to catch.

***

Kon, Bart, Cassie and the rest of YJ had been devastated when they heard the news. Tim's body was going to be cremated, so chances of him being brought back to life by enemies would be nonexistent.

To comfort himself, Kon walks into the room Wendy had been lightly snoring in.

When Kon came back with Bart, he was surprised to see this baby in Ma's arms, wondering if he actually landed himself in an alternate dimension. But when Ma explained the circumstances of her birth, that Tim tried creating clones of him and Bart to bring them back into his life, Kon gently took the baby into his arms and wept. Then, he went to find Tim.

He didn't think Tim was crazy, but the whole time he was with him, Tim was definitely not in his right mind.

Now, Wendy won't know who her other dad was. Because Tim's gone.

But not completely gone.

Unlike Kon and Bart who left only memories of themselves, Tim left this child. She's not Tim, but she's made with all of his desperation and love.

Kon, after a few hours of mourning, vows to take care of her the best he could.

***

"Pa, why I haf two fiwst names?" Wendy asks one night as she's tucked into bed, after her first day of school. "An' why's my nickname Wendy?"

Kon chuckled. "Your nickname is Wendy because it's the name of my favorite character from my and your daddy's favorite show," he explained, also tucking in her favorite stuffed animal since she was a baby - a chubby, red duck called Mr. Duck. She immediately hugs it close to her and snuggles into its head. Mr. Duck gave out a hearty 'QUACK!' that sounds a lot like Tim's voice.

Kon's heart doesn't ache anymore. Just bursts with love.

Then, picking up the book, 'How to be a Pirate', Kon opens it and flips it to the bookmarked page, a new chapter of when Hiccup and the rest of the Hooligan boys discovers a coffin. This is the 19th time they're reading this book. And it will take 20 more times until they move on to the next book of the How to Train Your Dragon series.

"Your name 'Jane' is from your daddy's mom's name. Her name was 'Janet', and your dad was downright a mama's boy," he continued, causing Wendy to giggle.

"An' Daddy's name's Tim, wight?" she asked.

"Timothy, actually," said Kon. "Timothy Jackson Drake. He has a long name like you. But he likes being called Tim. Just Tim. Not Timmy. Not TJ. And definitely not Timberlina."

Wendy cackles loudly, kicking her legs up and repeating with her lisps Tim's funny 'Timberlina' nickname over and over.

Then, once she's done laughing, Kon starts reading.

The chapter isn't even over and his little girl, his and Tim's little girl, is already asleep.

***

There was a skateboard in the attic. It was right beside this box full of envelopes and journals handwritten by her late Dad, and it had some kind of engine at its base. It also had a whole bunch of scratches on its underside.

It's also one of the most beautiful things 12 years old Wendy had ever seen.

"Pa!" she shouts, running down the stairs to the kitchen, finding Aunt Pru and Aunt Cassie burning down her Pa's stove, like usual. She turns to her Pa who had his head in his hands, most likely trying to calculate how much he needs to buy himself a new stove. "Pa, can we buy me a skateboard?"

Aunt Pru smirks. "Tryin' ta' get cool with the boys, are we?"

Wendy rolls her eyes. Her? Getting cool with the boys? Not a chance. She couldn't fit in with anyone if she tried.

She's heard stories of her dad being able to become friends with anyone, from jocks to nerds. He wasn't popular, but people of all kinds just seem to be able to hang out with him with no trouble.

Not to mention, both of her dads looked unfairly handsome in their teens. It really wasn't fair when the beauty gene doesn't get passed down or genetically inputted into her. Ugh.

But, scratch that!

"Pa! Can we?? Buy a skateboard?"

Pa glanced to his stove. Then to Wendy.

It really wasn't a choice to begin with.

"Sure, I also know someone who could teach you," he said.

***

"YOU ACCIDENTALLY SENT MY DAUGHTER BACK TO THE PAST?!"

Bart rolled his eyes. "It wasn't an accident. She was meant to go for a little time-travel adventure!"

"Of course you'd know that," muttered Kon.

Away from them, Lizzie laughed. "I remember my time-travel adventure!" she said, ignoring Jon's deadpan stare towards her and Damian's completely subtle wince. "I got an A+ on my essay!!"

Kon ignored Lizzie and started pacing the floor. "Our timeline could be changing and we wouldn't even know it!"

"Thank you!" Jon said, throwing his hands up finally feeling validated.

Damian rolled his eyes. "We're fine, aren't we? The universe isn't getting destroyed or fading from existence. Additionally, Allan did mention she was meant to travel back in time."

Bart wiped a fake tear away from his eye. "Thanks, Dames."

Damian scoffed.

On Wendy's side, she was standing right in front of an abandoned warehouse in Paris. Or, to be more specific, an abandoned Lex Corp Cloning Facility.

She clutched the letter in her hand and stepped inside.

'I guess I'm illegally a Parisian,' thought Wendy as she walked through the creepy halls, further down into where the cloning tech could be.

Then, finally, she reached it, the big, green 'ATTEMPT 100 SUCCESS' glaring back at her.

Looking before the railings, she finds a familiar figure. One she's only seen in pictures. But, instead of the strong, smart and confident hero, she sees the most broken and saddest teenager in existence.

"Dad..." she calls, heartbroken.

Her dad's head snap's up, but he slowly stands protectively, clutching the bundle in his arms closer to his chest.

He takes one look at Wendy, and--

He...

He relaxes. He relaxes his hold. His stance. His everything.

He goes up to Wendy, a hand reaching out to gently caress her face.

"You have my mom's eyes," he said.

Wendy smiled back at him. "Yeah," she says, her voice almost a whisper.

"You have Kon's stupid smile, too."

Wendy rolls her eyes. "Pa keeps telling me it's your stupid smile, Dad."

Her Dad laughs. He's almost in disbelief. But.

"How are you here?" he asked.

Wendy opened her mouth, then carefully chose her words. "You left a letter for me. For my sixteenth birthday. I'm not going to get into detail what you wrote in it but, you said it was okay to tell you that you encouraged me to head to the past and--- here I am."

Her dad's brows scrunched together, the same way she saw in stolen pics how her own brows does.

"And you're okay to be in the same... vicinity as... your past self?" he asked.

Wendy nodded her head. "Uncle Damian told me so!"

Her dad laughed, bewildered. "Uncle Damian!?"

Wendy nodded. "He's an ass, but his heart is made of gold." She reached a hand out for her Dad to take. "I have so much family growing up, Dad. I... I have so much to tell you."

Nobody told Wendy how her Dad died. Or when he died. Just that he did.

So, lets her Dad take her to this apartment he rented. It was barely touched, there wasn't even the mess he was known for making. She guesses the mess was down at the clone labs.

But, once the both of them settled down, her dad changed into more comfortable clothing. And. It was almost like looking at a mirror.

Wendy's heart burst with emotion.

From there, they both exchanged stories of their lives until it turned morning.

She watched as how tenderly her Dad held her baby-self with the same love her Pa gave her. She longed for it. But. She couldn't stay any longer. She felt the timer Uncle Bart gave her vibrate in her pocket.

"I have to go back," she said.

Her dad nodded, gently laying her baby self in the middle of the bed. Then, he turned to her with his arms open wide.

Wendy took it. She hugged him back just as tightly.

Then, after a heartfelt goodbye, she left the apartment.

And then, she disappeared home.

[anime-greek]

[SubVerse AU] “At First Sight”

Mychal meets a human named Enrique and gets an internal dilemma

Anyways they’re basically a toxic yaoi. Enrique’s life was as good as it got in an apocalypse until he met Mychal. He briefly joined the resistance before finally giving up and moving in with the Krang to be Mychal’s “partner”.

In Enrique’s eyes he feels this is what his family would’ve wanted. A way to ensure his survival.

Mychal is terrible at expressing his emotions and assumes it’s all clear cut; he’s also bad at reading emotions.

Mama Michael swoops in to save the relationship with his manipulation skills.

3: in Krang culture your pronouns is a way to tell others how you want your children to be conceived. (She/her- carrying; he/him- impregnating; they/they-both; A- no kids). Cassie is the only one in her family they uses she/her, but now Mychal uses they/he.

4: Yuki and Mychal meet for first time

5/6: at the start Cassie goes on tours often with the Krang army so she’s gone for a while. Once she came back Michael forgot to tell her about his new son so she’s just surprised.

7: children are introduced to the new adopted baby

8: Prime praising a younger Michael prior to the mutant joining his side

[earthtoharlow]

This AU is part of my one year anniversary celebration, where there’s a new fic every tuesday!

Series Masterlist

Previous Chapter

THATGIRLSTACEY

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thatgirlstacey: Happy Father’s Day to my hubby!

I don’t say thank you enough for what you do for our family and I really should say it more often.

Please, let’s stay married forever. I can train you to close the cabinets, it’s not a deal breaker for me.

Love,

Your wife, your best friend, your baby-mama with lots-o-drama.

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user: begging him to stay married to you is crazy

user: this is sooooo sweet

user: find some self respect!! That man hates you

user: dad Jack 🥲

user: he does stuff for the family other than cheating? Oh

user: girl is he having a side baby or not???

user: photo warms my heart ❤️‍🔥

user: who was that man you were kissing

urbanwyatt: best friend? 🤨

user: did Jack really get jumped?

user: yeah….lots of drama. A storm is coming

BARBIEBLANK

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BarbieBlank: Happy Father’s Day to Noah’s father!

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user: girl you might as well just find another man to raise that baby cause Jack ain’t gonna do it

user: you don’t even know if that’s your baby daddy yet

user: girl

user: is that picture of Jack recent😳

thatgirlstacey: don’t post my husband on your page again

user: Drake and Y/N somewhere laughing

theshaderoom: o h

Tmz: 👀

BarbieBlank: I’ll do what I want 😘

user: the girls are fighting!!

           thatgirlstacey just posted to their story!

URBANWYATT

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urbanwyatt: 🤞 my dawg @yourinsta

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user: omg????

user: I know Jack mad as hell

user: almost ate my phone just now

user: besties !!!

yourinsta: can’t believe we ran into each other today! I missed you 🥹

user: y’all think y/n back to talking to Jack? She ain’t post Drake on Father’s Day

user: why would drake like the post if she was cheating

user: she lives with him why does she need to post

thatgirlstacey: are you fucking serious???

user: please Stacey mad as fuck 😭😭😭

user: urban really don’t like that girl 🤣

jackharlow just added to his story!

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AN: Drama between Urban & Jack oh no!  If it ain’t one thing it’s another smh oh and it’s about to get crazy and I don’t think y’all ready ���� anyway hope you all enjoyed this and as aways tell me your thoughts! :)) also would anyone be interested if I had a concept night for the toxic series? I’ve been thinking about doing something like that soon 🫣

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[nattinatalia]

Urban Wyatt x Reader : INSTAGRAM AU

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yourusername Princess wanted a Christmas tree in her bedroom so her daddy took her shopping for all the pink and girly ornaments they could find.

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urbanwyatt What princess wants, princess gets 💖

yourusername No kidding 😩

jackharlow So this is why Mia demanded a tree in her room 😩

urbanwyatt I may have told her to bug you about it

yourbestiename I hate you Wyatt

yourusername Hey hey now, not so much on my baby daddy now!!!!

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urbanwyatt Baby momma is gonna have my balls for these pics. But a quick shoutout to little mama for everything she’s been doing. She’s been working her ass off for this new album and her first headlining tour. She definitely needed a little “me time”

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yourusername I will definitely have your balls later for this! But I love you, thank you for always having my back 💜

urbanwyatt What way though? Like you’ll have them in your mouth, or ???

yourusername I cannot with you 🙄

taylorrooks My fav couple ever!!!!!

cozane Are mom and dad back together?

selenosunni I’ve been asking the same thing

jackharlow We’re siblings to divorced parents!!!!! Need y’all back together asap.

urbanwyatt Can you three stop?

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yourusername Told these two idiots to take Cassie to leave some flowers for La Virgencita. They succeeded but then started acting a fool, little princess had to set them straight.

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urbanwyatt I can’t believe she snitched on us

selenosunni Not even because I bribed her with chocolate 🤦🏻

yourusername Sunni, stop giving my child chocolate, especially when it’s her nap time.

yourbestiename Que hermosura de Dios 🥺😍 mi niña tan chula llevándole rosas a la virgencita 🙏🏻

yourusername ❤️ Mia looked gorgeous too

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[tied-ash]

With DRDT being revived and everything, it somehow corresponded to me making a family AU.

And by family AU… I obviously mean a fan child AU.

Basically, MonoTV has a new motive! To everyone’s surprise, they’ve been paired up based on personality, interest, relationship, or randomly to take care of an AI child! How is this a motive? Fake memories are given to every child, and whether they know it or not, their soul purpose is to cause drama.

Yes, I’m aware of how cringe this is. But cringe culture is dead. <3 I’m also aware that it’s probably worse that I used Gacha Life 2 to design these characters, but meh /lh

To save room, it’s under the cut!

BLAISE LACROIX - SHSL Bibliophile

The daughter of Veronika and Rose, she takes after her mama’s looks (Rose) and her mami’s personality (Veronika). She’s a general nuisance to the whole group, though she’s only often seen around her parents. …and Felicity. Oh, and those glasses don’t even have lenses in them.

Veronika is absolutely ecstatic, if not weirded out. Rose is a little concerned that she was paired with Veronika…

FELICITY FONTANA - SHSL Cosmetologist

The daughter of Arturo and Levi, Felicity takes after her father’s looks, and Levi’s muscle and apathy. Yes, she calls Arturo “father” and Levi “Levi” — she claims that it’s just easier that way. While she has Levi’s apathy and inability to truly understand human emotion, she has her Arturo’s rude nature. She’s not sure why, but Blaise has a certain attraction to her… though, it’s not really a romantic one.

Levi and her both have the understanding that they don’t know how to react. However, Felicity is having a worse time understanding why her father, Arturo, refuses to talk to her… or why her name freaks him out so much.

JUN-HEI HAKOBYAN - SHSL Zoologist

The son of Min and Nico - and nephew of Hu - he takes qualities from both of his parents. He’s awkward with practically anyone he meets, and he hates socialization. Why do you think he hangs out with animals so much?

Nico doesn’t like him. Why were they paired with Min…? Hu, on the other hand, is more than happy to take on the parent role, regardless of Jin-Hei wants her to or not.

LAILA CUEVAS - SHSL Tutor

The daughter of Whit and Charles, she takes a lot from Whit. The only things she got from Charles was his hair, skin, and height. Her personality reflects that of Whit almost completely, though she tends to say “that’s… actually insane!” Rather than “that’s wack.” However, neither know where she got her fashion sense from… or her slight interest to nicotine.

Upon finding that this was the pairing, both were flustered. They shared it in different ways, though. Charles went straight to interrogating her, asking how they are as parents and also what she knows. Whit’s first question was “so… how’s my cooking?”

CASSIOPEIA “CASSI” CHIEM - SHSL Motivational Speaker

The daughter of David and Xander - and the niece of Ace, Cassi takes her personality from the more rambunctious of the two. She gained his determination and loudness. Despite how naive she can be at times, she always means well. Her nativity sometimes translates into obliviousness, which then powers her patience.

LEO CHIEM - SHSL Protestor

The son of David and Xander - and the nephew of Ace, Leo takes his personality from the more intelligent of the two. He’s a somewhat patient person when people actually want to listen. Otherwise, his temper is constantly dwindling. The only person who is almost incapable of causing his true anger to show is his twin sister.

David doesn’t know what to think of them… but they’re Xander’s kids too. He wants to protect them, and they want to help stop this killing game. Hu, despite not being part of the family, finds great interest in David’s kids. The children are unsure of how to approach her.

YUMI NAGEISHI - SHSL Roboticist

The daughter of Arei and Eden - and the niece of J - takes her personality from Arei and J. She’s blunt and bossy, often ridiculing others for their dumb ideas. However, if you squint hard enough, she’s only trying to keep everyone alive. If she got any other traits from Eden… it’s slight blackmail. It’s never anything serious— anything dangerous is instantly told to somebody she trusts, most likely being Kobe, Cassi, or Felicity.

Eden has made it her mission to get as close to her daughter as possible. Yumi has made it her mission to be her mother’s spokesperson, saying what she believes her mother means (“Can we maybe be nicer?” “Mom wants to say shut your trap and listen for god’s sake.”) . J… Well, she’s trying to convince herself that she isn’t turning into her own mother. It doesn’t help knowing that Yumi acts just like J.

KOBE TAWAKI - SHSL ???

The son of Teruko, no one knows who his other parent is. It has to be either Ace, Veronika, or Xander, right? But due to Kobe’s kind and patient nature, no one can be sure. Neither of his parents act like he does…

Teruko doesn’t want anyone talking to her son. At the same time, she doesn’t dare trust him. He is a motive that should never be trusted.

[tabsters]

The Twelve Days of Zodiacs - Day 7

"On the seventh day of Christmas, my Zodiacs gave to me, Seven bakers baking, Six ornaments, Five ugly sweaters, Four wrapped presents, Three snowmen, Two bread rolls, And a snowball fight under a tree."

it should be noted that this story is in a modern AU, aka an AU where no magic exists. everyone is just normal and untraumatized! the modern AU names for the characters are listed below:

TZE! Aries: Alex TZE! Scorpio: Sera TZE! Gemini: Hannah TZE! Virgo: Auralie TZE! Libra: Calista TZE! Taurus: Mirabelle TZE! Capricorn: Diane TZE! Ursa Major: Faiza TZE! Ursa Minor: Ayan TZE! Sagittarius: Will (mentioned) TZE! Centaurus: Lily (mentioned) TZE! Sagitta: Orchid (mentioned)

tagging @mythicalmagical-monkeyman @hyperfixation-tangentopia @maiawhimsicalt @sweet-star-cookie

next chapter is here!

"So what exactly goes on at your mom's annual 'Cookiemas Bake-off'?" Cassie asked as the two of them set up Ciara's PS4 to play Minecraft. "Does she just bake a lot of cookies?"

"Her friends from her book club come over and they all try and see who makes the best cookies." Ciara booted up her latest world, loading her and Cassie's avatars into the game. "They get really competitive. Normally, they get me and my siblings to be taste-testers. She might even get you to be a taste-tester this year."

"That's fun!" Cassie thought about the possible types of cookies that might be made. "What kinds of cookies do they make? Snickerdoodle? Gingerbread? Sugar cookies?"

"A mix of all of them." Ciara bit her lip in concentration as her avatar swung her sword. "But they also make cookies from their culture. I think Diane makes Chinese cookies every year. They're pretty good every year. Although—" She cast a conspiratorial look towards the door, as if listening for someone. "Don't tell my mom I said that."

Cassie giggled. "I won't!"

"CIARAAAAAAA!" Three voices screamed from outside the room. From the sounds of it, Cassie thought they were all of Ciara's older siblings, shrieking in unison, like an Ancient Greek chorus. "COME DOWN AND SAY HI TO YOUR AUNTS!"

"Coming!" Ciara sighed, pausing the game—even though the two of them were facing a zombie attack—and getting up. "Wanna come with?"

"Sure!" Cassie grabbed Ciara's hand and stood up as well. "How many of your mom's friends will there be?"

"Uh, there's Mirabelle, and there's Diane, and I think Calista and Faiza are also coming as well," Ciara said as the two of them made their way down the stairs. Indeed, all three of Ciara's siblings were milling around at the foot of the stairs. From the kitchen, Cassie could hear multiple voices laughing and chatting.

"Say hi!" Hannah said, pulling Ciara off the last couple of steps. Ciara stumbled forward with a surprised yelp. Hannah caught Cassie's eye and gestured towards the kitchen wildly. "You too! Come say hi!"

Cassie made her way to the kitchen with the Ramirez-Moreau siblings in tow. Alex was already in the kitchen, towering over all of the adult women and showering them in compliments. Sera was getting his cheeks pinched by a young child. Hannah immediately let go of Ciara's hands and made a beeline towards a person with long blonde hair.

"Mama!" Ciara called out, waving her hands. "Come finally say hi to my friend Cassie!"

A woman with dark skin and darker hair tied into a braid looked up. She made her way towards them, ruffling Ciara's hair as she went. "Hello there!"

"Hi!" Cassie looked around at all of the people in the kitchen—ten in total. "It's lovely to meet you, Mrs. Moreau."

"Please, call me Auralie," Ciara's mom said, and even her name was beautiful. "So nice to have you here. Are you and Ciara going to be participating in our annual Christmas bake-off?"

"Are we?" Ciara wondered out loud. "We can do that?"

"Well, Aileen didn't come this year." A new woman, this one with waist-length black hair and olive skin, said. She nodded her head towards Ciara. "Make your mother happy and participate this year, hm?"

"I—hmm." Ciara put her chin in her hand, pretending to ponder the matter. "Well, you make a compelling point, Auntie Diane. I suppose it could be fun. Hmmm." Cassie laughed at her antics.

"Ci-wah!" The child that was playing with Sera's face earlier ran over to Ciara, laughing as he did. "Make me cookies?"

"Hi!" Ciara scooped up the child in her arms, bouncing him up and down. "Cassie, meet Ayan. Ayan, meet Cassie."

"Hi!!" The toddler said excitedly, waving his tiny hand and almost hitting Ciara in the eye. "I'm Ayan!"

"Hi!" Cassie waved back, and Ayan immediately made grabby hands towards her. Ciara made a disappointed face and Ayan immediately burst into laughter.

"Kids all love you," Ciara said as she begrudgingly transferred Ayan into Cassie's arms. "Even my own kids. Ayan, who was the one who bought you that really cool block set?"

Ayan merely blew a raspberry at Ciara before attempting to grab at Cassie's hair. Cassie laughed in surprise, unclipping the bow she had tied in her hair. "I think he wants this."

"Shiny! Shiny!" The toddler turned the fabric bow around in his hands, waving it in the air.

"Ayan!" A woman who shared the toddler's tan skin and brown eyes ran over, her arms outstretched. "Don't take strangers' things!" Cassie quickly set the child down, and he immediately ran into the woman's arms.

"I'm so sorry," The woman said, and she looked too young to be the boy's mother, so Cassie believed that was the toddler's older sister. "He's never normally this troublesome."

"It's fine!" Cassie reclipped the bow back into her ponytail. "He's so cute! Are you his sister?"

"Yes, I'm Faiza." Faiza managed to hold a hand out for Cassie to shake. "I'm older than him by about fifteen years. I'm here because Mrs. Moreau wrote my letter of recommendation for college."

"That's nice of her!"

"Api, is Ci-wah going to make cookies with you?" Ayan asked, tugging at his sister's pink hijab.

"Well, if Ayan wants me to, then who am I to deny him his wishes?" Ciara asked, a hypothetical question to the air. "Alright. Hey, Mama, what cookies am I making?"

Mrs. Auralie stopped her conversation with one of the other women—this one with a plump figure and long brown hair tied in a braid—and made her way over to Ciara. She pulled out her phone, showing Ciara the screen. "Would you mind trying to make chocolate caramel thumbprint cookies? You can use the store-bought caramel, if you don't want to make it from scratch."

"Sure. Seems doable." Ciara shrugged, looking towards Cassie. "You in?"

Cassie nodded. "Of course!"

-

"Alright contestants!" Alex shouted, holding up his phone. "You have two big ovens and one toaster oven! Share the ingredients! Everyone should have brought their own cooking utensils! Whoever finishes making their cookie dough first gets first dibs on the ovens! You must have your cookies done within three hours! Your time starts...NOW!"

Everyone immediately began rushing towards the cabinets, grabbing bowls and spatulas and spoons. Cassie, startled, followed Ciara around the kitchen. Ciara looked wildly around before grabbing the smallest bowl and the largest spatula.

"So what do we do first?" Cassie asked as Ciara frantically grabbed for the butter and sugar. Ciara was about to say something, but was cut off as Sera blasted Christmas music from his own phone. Further adding to the noise, Hannah took a phone call, with Ayan shouting and clinging to her legs.

"Hey! Mind if I take Ayan to the neighbors?" She called out, to which Faiza gave a thumbs-up.

"Good lord. Uh, cream these together!" Ciara frantically pointed to the butter and sugar. "One stick of butter and one cup of sugar! Mixer is—"

"In use!" The woman with the braided hair said cheerfully, standing by the stand mixer. "Sorry!"

"Mirabelle—!" Ciara looked like she was about to have an aneurysm, over making cookies. "Fine, fine, handheld mixer!"

"Also in use!" Diane called out, beating together her butter and sugar and eggs. "Sorry!"

Ciara looked like she was about to burst a blood vessel. Cassie was mildly concerned for her friend's stress levels. "Hey, don't we have three hours to make the cookies? We have plenty of time. Why don't we just wait on the sides for someone to finish making their cookies and then jump in?"

"That's..." Ciara considered it. "That's actually a very good idea. Yeah, we should wait."

Faiza was already sitting at the countertop, and so the two of them made their way there, sitting and watching the adults bake their cookies. One of them, the blonde one, worked in a slightly different way than the others.

"Who's the blonde one?" Cassie asked, watching as the person moved slowly, deliberately, throughout the kitchen.

"Oh, Calista? They're blind, if you were wondering." Ciara watched the person as well, watching how the other women tapped them on the shoulder as they passed, or said ‘on your right’ as they moved. “Lost most of their sight in an accident when they were younger.”

They turned around, and Cassie could see the person’s eyes were cloudy. “Can someone measure my sugar for me?” They asked aloud, and Mirabelle immediately moved to do it for them.

They waited there a little while longer, Ciara informing Cassie about each of the people. Diane was a longtime friend of her mother’s, and she was engaged to Mirabelle. Diane also had three children: Lily, Will, and Orchid. Calista was the head of the book club they were all a part of. Faiza was studying to become a real estate agent just like Mrs. Auralie. Will was apparently Alex’s number one enemy. Lily owned a tattoo parlor. Orchid was Doremi’s age.

“I think Diane’s almost done,” Ciara observed, watching how Diane was portioning her cookie dough. “We should go back in.”

“TWO HOURS REMAINING!” Alex hollered, accompanied by an extraordinarily loud blast of Christmas music.

“Let’s go, let’s go!” Ciara shouted, grabbing at all of the ingredients again. “Cream that together! I will, uh, sift the dry ingredients.”

“Best get a move on,” Mrs. Auralie said, walking by them with her cookie pans already filled. It looked like she was making custom-made shell cookies.

"We're moving, we're moving!"

Everyone began to finish up, putting their cookies in the oven and cleaning up their bowls and utensils. This allowed for Cassie and Ciara to work faster and have a bigger workspace, but also somewhat made them more stressed.

"Are we gonna have time to bake it?" Cassie asked as Ciara frantically began shaping the dough balls together. They had roughly an hour left, as Alex kindly shouted across the room.

"This cookie doesn't have to bake long, I don't think." Ciara quickly glanced at her phone while Cassie took over for shaping the cookies. "Yeah, fifteen to eighteen minutes. That should be enough time to put caramel and salt on them."

Faiza suddenly looked up from her phone, sprinting across the kitchen. A plume of smoke emerged from the oven, filling the kitchen with a burnt smell.

"Is she gonna be okay?" Cassie asked as Calista, seemingly worried about the same thing happening to them, got up to take their cookies out of the oven as well.

"All's fair in cookies and war," Ciara said, shoving their cookies into the oven. "Some old guy said that." Cassie was at least ninety nine percent sure that wasn't how the quote went.

So next was the most stressful fifteen minutes of Cassie's life so far. The two of them paced around the kitchen, making sure the cookie's didn't burn but also actually cooked all the way. The three other women gradually began taking their cookies out. They all looked really good."

"They're done!" Ciara shouted as Alex shouted, "FIFTEEN MINUTES!" The two girls frantically began trying to decorate their cookies while trying not to burn themselves on their pans.

"Hot! Hot!" Cassie said as she pressed a teaspoon into the cookies to create an indentation. Ciara helpfully piped some caramel into the indent, sprinkling some sea salt on top. The cookies were all vaguely misshapen, but Ciara insisted that the caramel would help. It kind of did.

"We're so close!" Ciara said as she moved along the cookie rows like an assembly machine. Around them, the other adults were trying to decorate and finish their cookies as well. "Move, move!"

"TEN! NINE! EIGHT!" Alex and Sera began chanting. The Christmas music came back, in full swing. Everyone began shuffling around faster, trying to plate their cookies. "SEVEN! SIX!"

"We got it?" Cassie asked as they stacked six cookies on a plate. Ciara nodded in determination, swearing as one of the cookies broke.

"FIVE! FOUR! THREE! TWO! ONE!" The timer ran off, and all three Ramirez-Moreau siblings—when did Hannah and Ayan get back?—began clapping and shouting. "Time's up!"

Ciara breathed a sigh of relief, taking the broken cookie and handing half of it to Cassie. "We're done!"

All the competitors placed their plates in front of the judges, standing in a line. The judges sat down, all three of them putting on their best judgy faces.

"Competitor one!" Alex said, gesturing to Faiza's cookies. "Tell us about what you've made!"

"I've made kahk." Faiza nodded her head towards her plate. "Cookies typically made to celebrate the end of Eid al-Fitr."

"Yes, we noticed that you had some trouble earlier," Sera said, breaking the burnt bits of his cookie off. "Could you tell us what happened?"

"I did not take into account the fact that the oven was set to a different temperature than normal, and so they burned."

"Let's try it!" Hannah said cheerfully. All three siblings took a bite of the cookie.

"What's in the cookie?" Alex asked, splitting his cookie in half. Inside the cookie was a sticky filling with what looked like pistachios. "Some sort of pistachio paste?"

"It's agameya. Honey filling with sesame seeds and pistachios."

Hannah nodded. "Very nice! Competitor two, would you please step up?"

Calista took two tentative steps forward, nodding their head. 

"What have you made for us?"

"I've made melomakarona," Calista said as the siblings began inspecting their cookies. "Honey cookies from Greece. Soaked in honey as well." 

"Did we have these at the orphanage?" Sera asked Alex. Alex just shrugged, taking a bite of it.

All three siblings nodded their heads in satisfaction, before Hannah made an odd face.

"Is that raw on the inside?" She asked, splitting another cookie in half. The other two looked over at what she was doing. "Yeah, that's raw."

The other two judges made a 'hmm'-ing sound, looking at the cookie. Cassie peered forward. The cookie didn't look very raw, but she also wasn't the one eating it.

"Thank you, competitor two. Competitor three?"

"They take this really seriously," Cassie whispered over to Ciara.

"Yeah. It's mainly just an opportunity for them to stuff their faces with cookies. They really enjoy it."

They watched as Mirabelle and then Diane went through the same treatment as the other two. And then their names were called.

"Competitors five," Alex said, and both of them stepped forward. "Can you tell us what you've made?"

"We have made a chocolate thumbprint cookie with caramel and sea salt," Ciara said. Sera's eyes lit up, and he immediately ate half of his cookie in one bite. The other two followed suit, albeit eating it less ravenously than their brother.

"Very nice, very nice." All three siblings nodded. "But you two had an advantage, didn't you?" Hannah asked. "You got to work together."

"We're also kids," Ciara said. "So two kids equals one adult, right?"

Hannah closed her eyes in deliberation. "Hmm. We shall see. Competitor six?"

Mrs. Auralie stepped forward, smiling serenely. Now that Cassie could see her finished cookies, she was sure that Mrs. Auralie would win.

"What have you made for us?"

"I have made you glazed madeleines," Mrs. Auralie began, before getting cut off by her daughter.

"Aren't madeleines cake?" Hannah asked, looking at her siblings. "They're cake, not cookies, right?"

Mrs. Auralie's face went slack, in a "oh, crap" expression. The three siblings began arguing with each other.

"It looks like a cookie," Alex shouted from across the table, while Hannah vehemently maintained that it was a small cake and not a cookie. Sera was very quickly googling the answer.

"A madeleine!" He shouted, holding his phone in the air and stopping any further argument. "Is a very small sponge cake with a distinctive shell-like shape! It! Is! A! Cake!"

He raised his finger, pointing it straight at his mother. "Disqualified!" The two other siblings booed as their mother hung her head.

"Very well!" Alex clapped his hands together. "We shall now announce the rankings!"

"In fifth place..." Sera and Hannah began drumming on the table. "Is Faiza! Sorry, but burning your cookies is pretty bad. What was left of your unburnt cookies is really good, and the filling is excellent."

"In fourth place," Sera said this time as his siblings began drumming again. "Is Calista! Unfortunately, your cookies were slightly raw in the middle, and soaking them through with honey didn't help. Really good, though!"

"In third place are Cassie and Ciara!" Ciara suddenly snaps to attention, shaking Cassie by the shoulders. "Their chocolate and caramel cookies were very good, though a bit misshapen. Well done!"

"In second place is Diane!" Diane scowled, but her complaint of "why wasn't mine good enough" was quickly waved down by Sera. "Very tasty Chinese almond cookies, but they unfortunately taste too much like the store's. Almost identical. Not special enough, sorry!"

"And in first place is Mirabelle!" Everyone began clapping, congratulating the woman as she stepped forward to take a picture of her marranitos cookies. They looked like little pigs, and they supposedly tasted like chewier gingerbread cookies. Cassie can see why she won.

"Let's eat some cookies!" Hannah cheered, and everyone cheered with her.

-

"That was really fun," Cassie says as they sat on the couch an hour later. They stole a fair amount of cookies from the kitchen, and were snacking on them while they watched "Say Yes to the Dress" with Hannah and Ayan. "Any chance of inviting me back next year?"

"Hell yeah!" Hannah picked up what's left of her chocolate cookie, holding it up in a toast. "These are excellent. Of course you're getting invited next year. Cheers?"

Ciara held up her cookie, a marranito pig with its head bitten off. Cassie did the same, with her uneaten almond cookie. 

"Cheers!"

yeah this was the longest chapter so far. idk I think I just really wanted cookies while making this

check out @sweet-star-cookie's starglass zodiac lore if you liked this!! questions about my lore are greatly appreciated!!

[bluejaysandblackbats]

Hair Trigger

Fandom: DC Comics, Batfam, Superfam, YJ98

Summary: A junior at Gotham University, Jason finds it difficult to conceal his worsening mental health from his family and his friend, Jon Lane Kent. Family secrets are revealed and boundaries are pushed as Jason and Laney struggle to navigate through school, their romantic feelings, and their trauma. Could the reintroduction of Laney Kent be more trouble than it's worth, or is it just what Jason needed to confront the demons of his past?

I will also do trigger warnings for chapters and if there is smut I have the chapter(s) tagged so you don't have to worry about nsfw in the fic if you're just here for the story itself.

Chapters: 14/?

Characters: Jason Todd, Jonathan Lane Kent, Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, Lois Lane, Cassandra Cain, Tim Drake, Conner Kent, Natalia Knight, Jonathan Samuel Kent, Cassie Sandsmark, Chris Kent, Bart Allen, Original Character(s)

Relationships: JayLaney, Clois, TimKon

Additional Tags: University AU, No Powers AU, Sharing A Bed, Romance, Angst, TW // Grooming Mention (Lois and Laney have a conversation about grooming)

Chapter Fourteen: Mama Lois

When Lois and Laney got back to the apartment, Laney went straight to his room. "Laney," Lois whispered as she stood in the doorway, waiting for an answer from him. "Lane—."

"What do you want me to say?" Laney asked as he folded the blankets from his mother's blow-up mattress. Lois massaged her temples. "Say it. I know you're dying to. Tell me I'm a liar."

"I don't know what you're talking about. Laney, I just want to know why you're angry at me," Lois replied. Her voice was soft and secure. Laney started to feel dizzy, and he sat on his bed. "Lane, please."

"I lied... I only told half the story, and now he's in town, and I have a lot of feelings that I wish I could get rid of—."

"Laney, did something happen?" Lois asked. Laney took his shoes off, and he lay back on the bed. He pushed his hair back and let out a gasping noise before bursting into tears.

"You and dad weren't there, and it sounds a lot worse than it was. I couldn't—." He swallowed hard as tears streamed down his cheeks. "You weren't there," Laney whispered, his voice defeated. He tried to steady his breaths. Lois took off her shoes and sat cross-legged on the bed next to him.

"C'mere," Lois murmured, and Laney hid his face in her lap.

"He loved me, and I loved him... I know it wasn't right now that I'm—. He really did—."

"Lane, I'm going to ask you one last time, and this time I need you to let me finish asking. I don't want you to lie, but I need to ask... Laney did you and your counselor—? Were you—? Laney, did your counselor have sex with you?" Lois asked. Her hands shook, and she clasped them together.

"No," Laney's voice broke as he answered, "He brought it up, and I freaked out." He continued to cry into his mother's skirt.

Lois looked up as she blinked her tears away and whispered, "Jonathan, I need you to promise me you're not just telling me what I want to hear. As your mom, I have to know just that," Lois whispered. Laney turned away from her.

"I didn't. Mom, I wouldn't have. I swear I didn't," Laney promised.

Lois took her hair down and pulled it back up as she struggled to find the words to say to him.

"You're gonna tell Dad, aren't you?" Laney mumbled as he wiped his tears away with his palms. Lois made an affirmative noise.

"I promise, once I tell Clark, we won't bring it up again unless you want to talk about it," Lois replied as she reached to touch Laney's hair.

"I was so stupid—."

"Laney, you did the right thing... I know it wasn't an easy choice to make to say no to him. I know it had to be hard to keep this to yourself—."

"Do you want me to come home?" Laney asked. Lois shook her head.

"I want you to feel secure... Do you want to come home?" Lois asked. Laney didn't say anything. "You can come home if you want to, but I'm not sure that's what you want."

Laney got up and collected his things before going to the bathroom to take his shower. Lois sighed and made a call while he was gone. "Lois?" Clark answered softly.

"Laney told me something, and I don't want to repeat it to you unless you can promise not to say anything about it. I promised him that we wouldn't talk about it until he felt like it," Lois whispered.

"I promise... What did he say?" Clark asked. Lois lay backward on Laney's bed and took a deep breath.

"When Laney left with his counselor that day, it was because he thought they were in love—." Clark made a noise as if he were ready to say something, but Lois's voice interrupted him. "And before you say something, I asked him, and he said nothing happened. Laney said no... He's pretty fragile right now, so I need you to keep your promise."

Lois and Clark continued to speak quietly to one another on the phone until Laney came back into his room and lay next to Lois. "Hi, Dad... Are the boys home from school yet?" Laney asked. Clark made an affirmative noise.

"They're in the kitchen having a snack. How are you feeling?" Clark asked.

Laney closed his eyes. "I could be better—."

"Dad, is that Laney?" a voice asked.

"Laney, I'm giving Sammy the phone," Clark noted.

"Laney, guess what!" Sammy exclaimed.

"You found my Mr. Krabs lego that goes with the Spongebob set?" Laney asked.

"No," Sammy laughed, "I'm class president! I found out I won today!"

A smile spread across Laney's face, and he climbed onto his bed all the way to hold the phone. "No kidding? Congrats! What do you have to do now that you're class president?" Laney asked.

"I get to do the count for class votes, and if kids in my class aren't getting along, I can be a mediator," Sammy explained.

"They picked the perfect guy for the job. I'm so proud of you, Sam," Laney replied, his voice softened. "I really am."

"Oh! Chris has news too... Tell him," Sammy whispered.

"Are you still gonna try to come to some of my games?" Chris asked.

"What? Are you serious?" Laney exclaimed. "Of course I'm gonna come to your game! I promise, and we'll go get ice cream after."

"How's your day going?" Christopher asked.

"Um... It's going a lot better now that I've heard everybody's good news," Laney answered, "I was about to take a nap."

"Is your heart still hurting?" Sammy asked.

"No, I'm okay. I just get a little dizzy when I do too much. Thank you for asking," Laney whispered.

"Laney, did you check your mail?" Sammy asked.

"Nuh-uh, I haven't checked my mail in a while," Laney replied, "Should I check my mail?" Lois started to snore, and Laney looked over at her. "Wait... Am I on speaker?"

"Uh-huh," Chris answered. Laney held the phone close to Lois's face so the boys could hear her snore. They both giggled, and Clark prompted them to say their goodbyes so he could talk to Laney.

"Lane," Clark asked. Laney stood up and took Lois's shoes off, and he put her feet up so that he could throw a blanket over her.

"They sound like they're doing good," Laney whispered.

"How are you feeling? Honestly," Clark asked. Laney left his room door cracked as he walked to the kitchen.

"I feel really mixed up," Laney replied, "But I told Mom the truth. I just want to move forward."

Clark made an affirmative noise. "Promise me that if things start to get rough for you that you'll talk to me or your mother or even Conner... Laney, we love you so much," Clark whispered, "I know you hear it a lot, but it's something we really mean... And please don't eat junk food all day."

"I won't, Dad... And I love you too," Laney whispered as he opened the fridge and took out some vegetables to make himself a salad. Clark hung up the phone.

Laney made himself a salad and sat and watched the news until he fell asleep. "Laney, why didn't you wake—?" Laney sat up all the way and blew out a breath of air.

"What?" Laney asked. Lois kissed the top of his head.

"Did you eat?" Lois asked. Laney nodded. "Why didn't you wake me up?"

Laney stretched his arms out as Sylvia walked in the door. "Hi, Mrs. Kent. Hi, Lane... Where is Gus?" Sylvia asked.

"He might be in your room. Why?" Laney asked.

"Can you take him tonight? I have a cold, and I really just want to sleep without worrying about crushing him in my sleep," Sylvia whispered. Laney nodded.

"You worry about that?" Laney asked. Sylvia nodded before going to her room to get Gus and put him in Laney's room. Lois sat next to Laney on the couch.

"She is so pretty," Lois whispered.

Laney nodded. "Sylvie," Laney turned around on the couch, and she stopped on her way to the bathroom. "My mom said you were pretty."

Sylvia covered her smile. "Thank you, Mrs. Kent," Sylvia whispered. Once the bathroom door closed behind her, Laney got up and put the kettle on.

He made Sylvia a cup of tea and offered the same to his mother. "No thanks... Lane, what did Clark say to you?" Lois asked.

"That he loves me and that I shouldn't eat junk food all day," Laney answered, "I just had a salad before I fell asleep... But I think I'm gonna turn in early tonight." Lois nodded.

"I'm leaving tomorrow afternoon, okay?" Lois announced.

Laney nodded. "I'll be okay..." He embraced Lois and turned before walking back to his room to climb into bed.

He put his mask on and closed his eyes as he thought about what both of his parents said, and he drifted off to sleep. He dreamt of closed spaces and bright lights before waking up in a panic. "Hey, shh... It's me. It's Mom," Lois whispered as she sat up and pulled his CPAP off. Laney took a deep breath and covered his face.

"I'm okay, I'm just—. Why is the light on at—?" Laney checked his phone. "Two a.m. Mom, what are you doing up at two in the morning?"

It wasn't until she sat back down that he noticed Chris on her computer screen. He wiped his tears away and tried to regain his composure. Laney got out of his bed and sat next to Lois on the blow-up mattress. "Looks like we're all awake, huh?" Laney whispered gently. "What's wrong?"

"My stomach hurts," Chris mumbled.

"Right or left side?" Laney asked. Chris pointed out where his stomach pain came from, and Laney nodded. "What are you worried about?"

Chris didn't answer for a while, and Lois nodded as if she gave him permission. "Laney, what if you come to my game and I'm not any good? Aren't you gonna be disappointed?" Chris asked.

"Hey, I don't care if you win or you lose. I just wanna see you do something you like. You like tennis, right?" Laney asked. Chris nodded. "Then that's all that matters to me... And let me let you in on a secret. I try super hard to impress you and Sammy. I want you guys to be proud of me, even more than I want Mom and Dad to be proud of me."

"Really?" Chris asked. Laney nodded.

"We're brothers. That's what we do. We want to impress each other... But the thing is, we're trying so hard to impress people that love us. It's a lot easier than we lead ourselves to believe," Laney smiled, "I'm your biggest fan. Win or lose, right or wrong, I'm there for you, just like you were there for me just recently... And when I say I'm proud of you, I really mean that."

Chris started crying again, and Laney's shoulders relaxed as he watched a smile spread across Chris's face. "Swear?" Chris asked.

"I never lie about being proud of someone," Laney whispered, "Especially not you... Get some sleep, okay?"

Chris nodded and sniffed. "Goodnight, Laney. Goodnight, Mom," Chris whispered.

"I love you," Lois whispered.

"Love you too," Chris waved before ending the video call. Lois pressed a kiss to Laney's cheek, and he climbed back into his bed.

"You're a good older brother—."

"I could always be better, Mom," Laney whispered as he pulled his mask back over his face and turned off the light.

Once morning rolled around, Laney crept out of his room and made breakfast. He knocked on Sylvia's bedroom door and asked if he could come in. She made an affirmative noise, and Laney slipped into her room. "Hey, Sylvie," Laney whispered as he walked over to her bed. She lay curled up in a ball, trembling. Laney lay the back of his hand on her forehead. "Feel like eating?" Sylvia nodded. "Good, I'm making breakfast... I'm gonna go get you another blanket too."

Laney made his way back to the kitchen and finished making breakfast before returning to Sylvia's room, and he sat with her and ate quietly.

"Laney, are we friends?" Sylvia asked, her voice hoarse. Laney smiled and nodded.

"Sylvia, of course, we're friends. You're the only good roommate I've ever had, and I honestly think you're the sweetest person ever to exist next to my dad," Laney confessed, "So, yeah, I'd say we were friends."

After Sylvia finished breakfast, Laney took her plate and came back with another blanket. He placed it over her and offered to bring her a cup of tea. "No, thank you," Sylvia mumbled as she went back to sleep.

Laney closed the door on his way out and he went to wake up Lois. "Mom?" Laney whispered.

"Did you throw up?" Lois mumbled.

"What? Mom, no, I was waking you up for breakfast," Laney whispered. Lois opened her eyes and stretched out.

"Is there any sausage?" Lois asked. Laney nodded and laughed.

"Hey, Mom, I'm glad you came," Laney whispered. Lois got up and hugged Laney.

"Next time I come we'll have fun, okay?" Lois smiled.

"How about we start by finishing our pizza next go-round?" Laney replied.

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For the WIP Ask Game, pls tell us about the Bridgerton AU, that show is one of my guilty pleasures ❤️

@3-2-whump

From this game

also tagging again just to be sure @3-2-whump

Bridgerton AU was born when I watched the 3rd season finally and because I have terrible memory I rewatched seasons 1, 2, and queen charlotte first so I was OBSESSED. At the same time I was neck-deep into roleplaying with 2 of my friends so I know their characters through and through and I got to talking about it with my friend @illustriousshadow and shenanigans ensued.

For context: Our roleplay features a larger cast with a lot of parental figure themes and some romance between our OC's, which is what the AU is mainly based on. The main characters in the actual story are a group of sidekicks mentored by two heroes and supported by a couple of handlers. In the AU the mentors are parents and the sidekicks are their adopted kids (which explains why they have so many kids lmao)

The AU follows @illustriousshadow's characters Evan and Maxwell who are trying to find a good match for their(adopted) kids, which sounds simple enough, but the goal is to produce an heir that can carry on the family name, otherwise certain titles go to the next blood relative or something, idk details. The main focus/joke is the fact that it's really difficult because almost all their kids are entirely hopeless in the heir-production department. Evan summarises it nicely in this snippet:

Basically their curse is that their kids are gay, aro/ace, not interested, gay, not ready, not ready, and (not mentioned) mentally ill and too young (and also gay).

In the end they decide to debut their youngest after all, only for him to fall in love with his valet instead.

It's full of inside jokes, but my favourite one is Evan taking on the role of "mama" and losing his mind every time a match doesn't go as expected. Meanwhile Maxwell handles the actual marriage contracts and only strictly intervenes when Evan goes overboard, though that rarely happens because he trusts his husband will eventually choose their kids' happiness over arbitrary reputation or gossip.

There is hope tho, because Gabriel manages to talk to a girl of high standing (mayhaps even the diamond of the ton) this season so Evan will focus all his energy on him, giving the youngest space to have his romance with the valet~

The only thing I don't have is Lady Whistledown because I couldn't for the life of me figure out who would fit that role and I don't even dare copy that writing style and I just wanted to have fun with the setting so I cut that whole part out.

I also replaced Queen Charlotte with my friends' OC's and the one naming diamons and meddling in romances is actually the princess because she also fancies herself a matchmaker in canon

SO Yeah shenanigans,

OC credit time!

As I already said, Evan and Maxwell belong to @illustriousshadow but also the valet that gets to romance their youngest son is one of his characters

Cassie, Dua, Krissy, Gabriel, the king and queen (and their son who I didn't mention but still wanna credit by proxy), and the lady Gabriel is interested in belong to @dr-abitat-blog

And any other characters mentioned are mine ofc

[asweetlovesong]

Sorry for not posting lately ;-;

But I've been arting though!

Doesn't it look nice?

There is nothing else, just this pfp,

What are you doing don't zoom out there is nothing wrong with it.

So I only focused on her head and shoulders to get that nice pfp pic lol

Originally that's just how it was supposed to go but now I actually do finish it!

This Cassie Cage art is based on an AU I made inspired by the character from Norse mythology Hel, which is sometimes depicted with half of her face showing her skull.

I made the pose without thinking what she should actually sit on but I decided she can sit on a pile of skulls!

Here is some of the goofy looking skulls I drew! The Tarkatan skull was suppose to be a little perspective but it looks to be taken a back, the two that are bushed against each other remind of the "Hey how you doin lil mama let me whisper in your ear", and a moloch skull I made.

This is all the skull minus the one she steps on, I'll let you know when I finished the art!

[caitlynmeow]

I think Wife is somewhat of a morning person and she's always ready to roll out of bed by 7 am like 'it's time to wake up' and pulls ALL blankets away and Cassandra responds by screaming because no one needs to be up that early and GIVE THE BLANKET BACK YOU BRUTE.

[openheartfanfics]

Newly Added Fics

May 18 - 24, 2024

🎭 Angst  |  🦚 Angsty Fluff  |  🛸 AU  |  ☁ Fluff  |  ♥ NSFW  |  📚 Series  |  📷 Edit  |  📱 TextFic  |  Ⓜ Mature

Ethan x F!MC

Bear of a Problem - @jerzwriter 📱

Ethan and Kaycee discuss the man vs bear debate.

Miracles - @liaromancewriter ☁

A chance encounter with Ethan brings an expected revelation for Cassie.

Rafael x F!MC

Belle Meets Her New Sister - @rafasgirl23415 📸

In the middle of Raf changing Florence, he puts her down & Belle comes over to see what’s going on.

Mama's Girl - @rafasgirl23415 📸

Raf takes a beautiful photo of Casey giving Florence a kiss before her lunch time nap.

Moving In - @rafasgirl23415 📚​

[extended: wip] Follow up to We Belong Together. Set a few years into the future. Feat. Sienna Trinh x M!OC

CH 45: Our Darling Baby Girl

CH 46: In Our Baby Bubble

Our Littlest Loves - @rafasgirl23415 📸

Casey can’t resist taking a photo of Tori with Florence after Tori asks for a cuddle with her baby sister.

Our Perfect Family - @rafasgirl23415 📸

Casey & Raf introduce Florence to her older siblings.

Welcome To The World Our Beautiful Florence - @rafasgirl23415 📸

Casey & Raf announce Florence’s birth a day after she arrives.

Sienna x M!OC

My Boys - @rafasgirl23415 📸

Sienna finds Lucas asleep on the couch with Harry cradled on his chest.

Puppy Play date - @rafasgirl23415 📸

Sienna posts a cute picture that Lucas sends her when he is out walking with Meredith to let her rest.

Tobias x F!MC

A Kiss & A Promise - @jerzwriter ☁

When home is not providing Casey with the solace and reassurance she needs, Tobias comes to the rescue and gets a big surprise. [Domestic; Family]

Grizzly Facts - @jerzwriter 📱

So ... man or bear? Tobias and Casey discuss.

Mostly Pleasant Surprises - @jerzwriter 📚

[mini: wip] It’s been months since the chemical attack. But when a series of events threatens to come between Tobias and Casey, how do they find their way back together?

CH 3: The Best Laid Plans

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SUBMIT OPEN HEART FICS & WRITERS HERE

[ipromiseimawriter]

WIP TITLE GAME

RULES: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Tagged by @zahnie - thank you omg!!

From most recently worked on to least (roughly): (I tend to be pretty literal with these for the most part, if they don't already have a title)

destiel fix it fic - draft 2: is what it says on the tin. I will get to chipping at the end of this godforsaken series, so hELP ME. I do have a fancy lil summary though (this could get edited later but y'know!!):

“What are you doing? Dean, no–!” “You asked me to stop you. So I’m stopping you.” ( As promised, the Empty came for Castiel when his soul called. When it sang a happiness so profound that nothing else could possibly contain it. But Dean wasn’t ready to let go – and if you were to ask him, he’d swear he had failed Cas one too many times. So when the time came, he sank right down with him. )  Chuck could’ve called it, really. But there’s no biblical preparation for their journey through the Empty. It’s all up to them, now, while Sam and Jack (and friends) race to undo Chuck’s damage to the world. Alternating POV. 15x18 CODA/Fix-It Fic for end of 15x18/15x19 & beyond [15x20 who is she lmao]

destiel theatre bitches AU: an incredibly self-indulgent AU where Dean and Castiel are professors for a theatre department at a (made-up) small liberal arts school somewhere in Kansas. Cas is a new arrival to the department who's making waves (and suggesting some batshit shows for production), Dean's the gruff and well-loved scene shop head/tech professor who doesn't like his toes getting stepped on (jk yes he does), and they're gonna be soooo normal about it (me when i lie). nearly everyone and their mom is in this AU. we have fun here

Welcome to Purgatory: an original work (longform)! a story inspired by my time interacting with SPN/with other horror-fantasy adjacent medias, some characters I've had for 1000 years, and just - fucking around and finding out. I def tried to NaNoWriMo it before, to no such luck, so I just chip at it on my own time. I've got a running tag for it if you're ever interested! (old summary)

Jules Herrick went missing without a trace in the early nineties, and his hunting partner, Simon Villanova, never saw him again. We jump ahead about twenty-five years and realize why he should’ve stayed missing. Victor and Amelia are two childhood friends separated by time and responsibility, reuniting for what should be a normal road trip under less fortunate circumstances - the death of a mutual friend. However, the trip is quickly derailed by a strange pursuer that sends them on the run, and into action.  The people who catch up with them to help are not what they expect. The lives their families have led were kept from the two for safety. But between a rogue demon, its lost hellhound, and a secret organization hunting down the missing man and his cohorts, one question must be asked: What does Jules Herrick want with the end of the world, as they know it?

go catch a sunset (stanford-era dean/the outsiders bullshit): a Stanford-era Dean fic (which has 2 chapters up!) that I sort of use as my lil swimming pool for figuring ideas out? Mostly just speculation and big character thoughts on that very vulnerable time. I'm v much looking forward to introducing both Bobby and Cassie soon, getting some Winchester drama, and picking at those good backstory characters.

mama barracuda (WIP title - eldritch horror type shit): an original work (short story). "There's a monster in the woods, just off the beaten path from Hope's home. She isn't the first to be trapped into position of Keeper for the Barracuda of the Backwoods, but she is the first - in a very long time - to truly understand her. They call her Mama." So essentially - monster collects teeth for her own rotting mouth. Sisyphean effort on the Keeper's part. Symbiotic parasite/mother-daughter type shit. LOTS TO UNPACK.

honorable mention: a bunch of plays and other lil bits that would take me too long to describe <333

tagging: @subtlefires, @disabled-dean , @butchabouttown, @luckshiptoshore , and anyone who wants to play! (this includes all my friends who may see this and go "hey i have wips". give it to me. i want to see it)

[walker-extended-universe]

WIP Wednesday Game

@kedreeva

Rules:

Post up to five (5) filenames of your WIPs; not titles, file names.

Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days. We’re posting progress here. If you haven’t made any, go make some and come back to post!

After you’ve posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write 3 sentences in that file. If the filename is one you can’t share from (for example, an event fic), write 3 sentences on it anyway, and then 3 more on another to share.

That’s it!

Cassie/Castiel Isekai

After a lot of poking around on the internet (did it always have this few ads?), Cassie could confidently say that she did have an identity as Cassandra Perez here in this strange world. But that was where all the similarities ended.

This Cassandra Perez lived in Colorado, for starters. Her parents were dead and she was an only child. She also worked as a dance teacher at the local community college, not in law enforcement. She’d never been to Texas and never worked with anyone named Cordell Walker, not that her partner seemed to exist in this world.

Who did exist in this world? Sam and Dean Winchester. And a certain trenchcoated “man” who went on a Word of God spree before disappearing earlier this year. Oh, and also that year was 2011, not 2023. She may or may not have had a major panic attack after piecing all that info together.

Cassie/Cordell bad date au

“Got a hot date?” she teased with a wink.

He chuckled. “Uh, maybe? My brother set it up but I like to think he knows my type.”

“Brothers.” She tutted and shook her head. “I’ll get you that water while you wait. Let me know if you need anything else.”

“Will do.” He gave her a mock salute and went back to checking his phone.

Cassie brought him his water a few minutes later, still no sign of his date. She checked on her other tables and by the time she finished topping up everyone’s drinks, the guy was nibbling on a bread roll and typing on his phone. Still, no sign of a date.

Hoyt Rawlins Tome Travel

Hoyt missed a lot of things about the 21st century. Hot showers. Electric lights. The internet. Fast cars. Decent mail service. Geri. The Walkers.

But one thing he loved about the 1870s: it was so much easier to rob banks.

Cassie/Cordell/Geri prompts

“Hurry up, Cordell! I want to get to the beach before I lose the light!” Geri hiked up the mostly deserted path to the private beach she’d booked for her latest wildlife photoshoot.

“I could move faster if someone was willing to haul her own gear,” Cordell muttered, trudging along behind her. He’d been the fastest runner on the football team in high school, which didn’t help him much now as he traveled under the weight of Geri’s lighting kit, several lenses, laptop, and their camping gear. Not even half of it was his but, as her assistant, he usually ended up carrying the bulk of the load. He often griped that he never would’ve taken her up on the offer to work and travel with her if he knew “pack mule” was in the job description, but they both knew he wouldn’t leave.

“Quit whining, we’re almost there.”

Deranged!Dean takes August Walker for a ride

He hesitated before the doorway and took a deep breath. He couldn’t put this off any longer.

“Mornin’ everyone….” He tried to smile but he wasn’t sure it was convincing. “I…I have something to tell you. Something important.” He didn’t wait for his mama’s concerned questions before barreling through it. “Last night, August was kidnapped while taking out the trash at the Side Step. We don’t know who took him or why. All we have right now is the vehicle the kidnapper was driving and we’ve got a state-wide ABP out on it right now

[indoraptorgirlwind]

ANT-MAN COCO AU PART 1

(Notes: yes, i know these characters are not related but i wanted to do a twist for this au)

Peter Parker narrating*

"Sometimes, i think i'm cursed, because of something that happened long before i was born. See, many years ago, there was this dad who was a superhero. He had a whole team with his family. But he also had a dream. To rescue the world and sing. He went to use his abilities on another place, but never returned. And the mama... she didn't have time to cry over that walk away superhero. After banishing all superhero related things from her life, she made her income by making shoes. You know, she could have make candy, fireworks or even those cool luchador suits!. But she had to choose shoes! Then she taught her daughter to make shoes, and then to her son-in-law, and the tradition kept by generations. Superheroes had torn her family away, but shoes held them all together, even after she passed away. That woman was my great great grandmother, mama Hope. She died long before i was born but my family tells their story on every day of the dead. And her little daughter is my great grandma, mama Cassie. She doesn't remember things so well, but i still love her! My family may be shoemakers but i...am not like them! I know i shouldn't like superheroes, but its not my fault! It's his! Darren Cross! The greatest superhero of all times! When he brought his shrinking and grow abilities to the world, people fell in love with him. He had movies, discs, he could even fly! He had a lot of abilities! Until one day he got crushed by a giant bell...I wanna be just like him!" *Peter gets interrupted by a random superhero on the plaza that was having his shoes fixed by Peter, snapping him back to reality*

"Calm down kid, i asked for a shoeshine, not the story of your life!"

After Peter got some advices from the superhero, his abuelita Yelena suddenly appeared, menacing the superhero with a chancla, scaring him away. After she got Peter scolded by going to the plaza which was filled with superheroes, she taught him the importance of altars on the day of the dead. Peter heard about the superhero suit contest, so he decided to participate on it. The problem was to figure out a way without being noticed by his family. Peter didn't realize he was being followed by Cosmo, a street dog that tried to eat the food from the ofrenda. When Peter got her away, the photo of mama Hope fell, and when he was worrying because the glass broke... he realized... the photo had a man without head, because it was ripped from the photo... then he noticed something curious... His suit was just like Darren Cross' suit! Peter got so excited and grabbed the photo and climbed the ceiling, anouncing his family that he wanted to become a superhero because Darren Cross was his great great grandfather. However, when mama Yelena saw this, and found superhero related stuff he had hidden alongside a spider-like suit he had created, she scolded him by telling him how much of a terrible father he was, ripping Peter's suit. This act made Peter flee from home, between tears. He went straight to the superhero contest, but because he had no suit anymore, he tried to steal Cross' suit for a moment, and when he wore it and set the helmet on...something happened....When the people entered to see what was going on, Peter thought he was in trouble, but he got even more scared when the people didn't see him and even pass through him! Just when he thought that what was happening was scary enough, after falling to a tomb and being rescued by a lady, he panicked away when he saw that she was a skeleton! And there were more of them through all the cementery!

Peter was very scared to say the least, but then suddenly, he bumped into an old man. Despite his fear, he apologized

"Are you okay sir?" He asked. Suddenly, the man revealed to be papa Harley

"Peter, is that you? You're here here?!" His voice caught more relatives attention, such as tia Kate and tia Natasha! Then suddenly, a man and a woman ran together at his dead family, they were tia Wanda and Tio Pietro! They looked worried...

"it's mama Hope!" Wanda said

"she couldn't cross!" Pietro continued

They also freaked out when they saw Peter, but the family was decided to take him with mama Hope to see if she could fix things up. Peter was truly astonished by what he was seeing. There was a huge marigold bridge and just beyond it, a huge town with an undescriptable beauty and colors, happiness and alebrijes! It was all just so magnificient. Then in some guard station, Peter saw that there was a guy trying to cross the bridge, but getting caught by some guys. Pretty sad for those who didn't have a photo on their ofrenda... When they arrived at an office, there was Hope, hitting a computer with her shoe. She was also weirdened out by Peter's presence, but she was more annoyed than scared.

When the clerk explained them that Peter got cursed by stealing something from an ofrenda, they discovered it was the ant-man suit Peter wore. This got Hope even more upset, as Peter broke the no superhero rule. Then the clerk said they had to send him to the living world before the sunrise

"What happens after sunrise?" Peter asked

"hijole Peter, your finger!" Harley interrupted. Peter watched in horror as the top of his finger was becoming an skeletal finger, he almost fainted.

"The only way to go back to the world of the living is to get blessed by a relative" The clerk explained. He picked up a petal of cempasuchitl, and gave it to Hope, explaining that she had to give Peter her blessing and then give him the petal.

"Peter...i give you my blessing to go home, and never get involved into superheroes again!" She suddenly snapped

"What? It's not fair!" Peter protested "She can put the conditions she want" the clerk added.

Peter sighed and agreed, and as long as he grabbed the petal, he was back at the living world again.